The insane mind of a linux admin.

This the place holder of the thoughts of Brian E. Bates, otherwise known as eSoul.

Thursday, March 27, 2003

I hate viruses. I mean this in both the computer world and health term. Im currently sick with some odd snotty/running nose, soar thoart, and frequent sneezing. In the pc aspect though, its much more easy to deal with. My dads friend at work caught a computer virus around xmas, and I cleaned it up for him. However, the person he got it from is still infected, or at least wont be in very long. I have his computer here next to me, and Norton AntiVirus 2002 is scanning the system and killing it. Its a nasty one. W32.Magistr.24876@mm (who makes these virus names up anyway). My personal affair with it though is not pretty. It seems to know im out to kill it. When I run regedit to take it out of startup, it quickly closes the program and deletes it, as well as anything else that could delete it, like the windows version of NAV. Its in DOS mode running the dos file scanner. Everything is going well. After it is finished, Im going to restore regedit and msconfig (it infected the file, but theres a "bug" in the viruses code that causes it to badly corrupt some files, and it was one of them) and fix anything else that may be causing problems. And without further ado, my Star Trek Voyager reviews are back.

Life Line
Starfleet, in the alpha quadrent, devised a way to communicate with Voyager in the Delta Quadrent a few episodes ago. They use the technology again to send a compressed data stream to Voyager, informing them of the discovery, and allowing them to send a reply. And better yet, this can be done every month. Everyone seems to get a letter, including The Doctor. He recieves a letter stating that his main programmer (The Doctor, or EMH, is a Hologram), Dr. Zimmerman is suffering from "accute celluar degregration, and noone in the Alpha Quadrent can seem to cure him. The Doc devises a way to treat Zimmerman, but he trusts noone to perform the procedure. He asks the Captain to allow her to compress his program and send it along to the Alpha Quadrent. After a little arguement, he is allowed to go, but staying with the captain argueing would be much easier. He arrives to the Lab in the Alpha Quadrent to find a very arrogant and cynical Zimmerman. Z doest have much passion about the "Mark 1" treating him, much less being in the room. You see, the Doctors program didnt fit up to StarFleet Protocol. The personality of the Mark 1 was too tempermental (the Mark 1 was based heaily on Zimmerman himself) and all Mark 1s were decommisioned and reprogrammed to scrub plasma manifolds on Starships. Zimmerman took this as a geavy blow to his character, which apparently explains most of his attitude problems today. Lutinete Barclay, one of the people that try and care for Zimmerman, gets his close friend (thats a psycologist) to try and work with Zimmerman and get him to calm down. Anyway, during a trip in Barclay's Voyager Simulation, the doc discovers that his program is destabilizing. He quickly asks Barclay for help, but to no avail. Then, wilst talking to Zimmerman, Barclay, and Zimmermans girl hologram convince him to help the "primative" Mark 1. He fixes him up, and then in a touching moment, they both seem to reach a common ground and they get along very well. As the episode comes to a close, The Doctor is taking some holoimages and barclay enters the room. Doc asks him to take a picture of him and Zimmerman. They both smile, and in the same way.

I figured I should post again. Star Trek has been good to me. So has library. got a few games, MOA: Allied Assault, Star Wars: Jedi Outcast (doesnt work (grr)), and Syberia (old style adventure game, like Kings Quest). Havnt played much of NWN. I keep having other things to do. Been sick for the past few days, sucks. Got Monty Python and The Holy Grail as well. Ripping it now. Great movie. Going out to eat tommorow with mom, I love food. I think thats about it. One final thing, like Tim, idiocy reigns supreme at work. Saw 2 women today. In there early 20s to 30s. One was pushing the cart, but the other was hanging on the front of it, hunched over, almost inside. She told me I needed to bag her. ick. Oh well. Thats it. Im out.